The Glory of All Nations Chapter 63 Shan Ziqi's Letter
"look at you."
A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Ruoyu's mouth, but she let out a long sigh with melancholy on her flawless face: "Don't lie to me, I'm probably thinking about sister Ziqi. I don't have the good luck of my sister. Our spiritual master
The young master doesn't even want to pay attention to the princess."
"How could it be? Didn't I come to find you this time?"
"Oh? Then why didn't I hear Lin'er tell me that you were coming to find me? Or was it I who invited you to come up?" Ling Ruoyu pressed her cheek against Ling Feng, traced her long fingers across his handsome face, and breathed out like a blue.
"..."
Ling Ruoyu looked at the speechless Ling Feng with a little loss in her eyes. She knew that she was too proactive and that Ling Feng couldn't adapt to it. The two had only known each other for a few days.
"Am I your woman?"
She said suddenly, Ling Feng turned his head and looked into Ling Ruoyu's eyes, with a crown of feathers on his head and a white gauze on his face. His eyes were like a clear stream of autumn water, with a little starlight at the moment.
"certainly!"
Ling Feng nodded without hesitation. Although Ling Ruoyu knew that Ling Feng didn't completely trust him, she was still very happy. She didn't know why she suddenly cared about Ling Feng so much. Maybe it was because of his bloody back that day, or because of guilt.
.
"I saw it. Are you blaming me for not helping you last time?"
She put her hand on Ling Feng's chest, and she saw clearly that day that Ling Feng's whole body was covered with wounds, and he was fighting against nearly a hundred people from the Tiger Evil Group.
"No, you don't need to help me in the first place."
Ling Feng smiled and said, in his opinion, Ling Ruoyu was confused if she cared a lot. Even though she said she was a princess, she was just in love with her for the first time: "How will you be a queen in the future if you are like this?"
"Being a queen is very tiring."
Ling Ruoyu leaned against Ling Feng, as if her whole body had lost all strength. The two of them tacitly agreed not to speak anymore, but just felt the breath of both sides. After a while of tenderness, Ling Ruoyu also understood that she could not stop Ling Feng, stood up and said
: "Go ahead, I know you've wanted to leave for a long time."
"how come."
Ling Feng hugged the beautiful woman behind him with his backhand, and then threw the flaming tiger out of his arms. This thing was so deadly that the flaming tiger fell to the ground and rolled around. He jumped on the table angrily and watched the two of them being intimate.
Ling Ruoyu looked at the tiger glaring at him and felt more and more that it was not simple. Her bloodline was absolutely amazing, but she didn't want to care about that much now. She just wanted to be in Ling Feng's arms. She was wearing a heavy and cumbersome robe, but
Her delicate body fit naturally onto Ling Feng's body.
"I am leaving."
"kindness."
Ling Ruoyu naturally stood aside and helped Ling Feng tidy up his clothes. After finishing, Ling Feng was about to leave, but turned around and kissed Ling Ruoyu's forehead, then jumped out of the window and landed on the street.
Passers-by frequently glanced sideways.
Ling Feng stepped on the floor tiles and waved to Ling Ruoyu who was upstairs before heading to Shan's house without stopping.
Ling Ruoyu wore a white gauze on her face, and her tender eyes watched Ling Feng walk to Shan's house. Lin'er complained: "Princess! Look, this person went to Shan's house to find that bad girl again."
"Why are you in such a hurry? That's his freedom."
Ling Ruoyu said playfully, and Lin'er stomped the floor with her foot: "He doesn't even think about the princess."
Ling Ruoyu chuckled, took Lin'er's hand and walked inside: "He will remember me in his heart."
Already coming
In the afternoon, Ling Feng came to Shan's house. He greeted Shanhuo Shanmu and then strode to Shanba's residence. Everyone in Shan's family knew Ling Feng and greeted him with smiles.
When Ling Feng walked into the courtyard, he immediately saw Shanba sitting on the stone table beside him with some food on it. He seemed to be drinking and having fun under the tree leisurely. He heard the footsteps behind him and shouted: "Hey, boy, what are you doing?"
Come to see my Zi Qi." He knew without even thinking that Ling Feng was definitely not here to find him.
"Uncle is so smart."
Ling Feng said with a smile, making Shanba want to punch him in the face. Shanba threw a wine bottle, and Ling Feng took it and took a sip. The two grown men didn't say anything. The dusk caressed the sky above their heads and sat down.
The blue stone underneath is like jade.
"Snapped!"
This time no one stopped the two of them from drinking. The wine overflowed from their chins and soaked their clothes. They just drank a bottle and threw it away. Ling Feng looked up at the broken wine bottle at his feet and looked at the residue inside.
The wine changes the color of the soil.
"Is Zi Qi leaving?"
He suddenly said that Ling Feng had already guessed that the little girl whom he missed after not seeing her for a few days should have returned to the sect, and he didn't know when he would see her next.
"Well, she misses you so much."
Shan Ba sighed, he had brought up Shan Ziqi since she was a child. Her mother was killed by her enemies in a war, and the father and daughter came here to establish the Shan family.
Without Shan Ziqi to stop him from drinking, the drink lost its taste. He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ling Feng: "This is what she left for you. This girl has never written to me." He was a little jealous and stood there.
He stood up and staggered into the room carrying the wine bottle. Ling Feng looked back and felt that Shanba was no longer the superior head of the Shan family, nor was he a strong Tongxuan man, but just a man who missed his daughter.
Father.
Watching Shan Ba's back disappear into the darkness of the room, Ling Feng lowered his head and opened the letter, only to see Juanxiu's handwriting written on it, with the elegance that a mature woman should have in the pen and ink. It didn't look like it was written at all.
In the hands of a teenage girl.
"When the big liar got this letter, he must have just finished drinking with his father. If his guess is correct, his father should have entered the room, and he blamed me for not writing to him. In fact, I wrote every time I left home.
I just hid under his bed."
Seeing this, Ling Feng suddenly laughed. In his mind, a little girl stuck out her butt and hid a letter under Shanba's bed. He shook his head and continued to look down;
"Big liar, I have returned to the sect. You are not allowed to go to her every day while I am away. You appear to be peaceful on the surface, but in fact you are doing good and bad things behind your back. I know that although she doesn't say anything on the surface,
Deep down in her heart, she still doesn’t think I am her sister, but in a few years I will make her willing to call me sister.” Shan Ziqi wrote this and drew a little girl clenching her fist next to her. It looked like it was her.
Own.
"It will take another year before I can go home. The big liar must not forget me. I will definitely work very hard to become a qualified wife, Feng, so that's all."
Your wife: Shan Ziqi
The last few words made him feel a little strange. Ling Feng slowly closed the letter and solemnly took back the golden hairpin. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. The sky was full of red clouds at dusk, and the red sunshine shone on his blood.
Her red hair has a thin layer of dark gold, and the lines on her cheeks seem to have softened.
"Uncle Shan! Look under your bed."
Ling Feng shouted and then turned around to leave. Just a few steps away, a violent storm of mysterious energy suddenly came from behind, and rubble and bricks
Stones flew everywhere and the wall collapsed. The surrounding guards were horrified and quickly picked up their weapons and rushed into the courtyard. Then Ling Feng heard Shanba say: "It's okay, you guys get out."
Several guards scratched their heads and walked out again. They happened to see Ling Feng in the distance. They wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, so they walked back to the place helplessly.
Lingfeng passed by Linglong Pharmacy and looked at the people coming and going. He felt peaceful in his heart. When he walked to the inn where he first came to Adventure City, the shopkeeper was still the same shopkeeper, but the waiter was no longer the same waiter.
"On the wine and meat pipe."
Sitting next to the window, the shopkeeper personally brought wine and meat to Ling Feng and sat down. He did not speak, his fat hands were trembling slightly. With a livid face, he poured a glass of wine for Ling Feng, and then himself
After drinking a drink, he said: "After you left, the Chen family came over and killed Xiaohu." He suddenly laughed at himself: "Oh! Xiaohu was the waiter who served you that day. I think you, noble man, forget things so much that you can't remember them.
Living."
Ling Feng glanced at him and said nothing. He sipped his sake. The shopkeeper was not angry and said to himself: "I picked him up on the roadside. I thought he was pitiful and wanted to find something to do for him. But...
I never imagined that I would suffer such a miserable life. Instead of starving to death and freezing to death, I would be killed by the Chen family."
"kindness."
Ling Feng nodded thoughtfully, and the shopkeeper raised his face, with tears streaming down his face, crying: "I can't afford to offend the Chen family, so, Mr. Ling, you can go in peace!"
"boom!"
The sun was like fire. The fat shopkeeper raised his hand and struck Ling Feng with a palm. The flames were raging, and the profound energy fluctuations made people's faces change. The corners of Ling Feng's mouth raised, and the firelight illuminated his face. He calmly put his left hand on the table.
In the last shot, the wooden table was hanging in the air and rolling for several weeks.
Then a fire palm penetrated and the wooden table burned into pieces. In the surprised eyes of the fat shopkeeper, Ling Feng struck him with the same palm.
"boom!!!"
Amidst the loud noise, the palms of Ling Feng and the fat shopkeeper collided, and the mysterious energy exploded. The wooden boards under their feet collapsed and fell down. In the air, they imagined fisting, and the fat shopkeeper waved his hands and roared with flames.
whirring.
"Na Xuan!"
The onlookers shouted, no one thought that this humble innkeeper was actually a strong Naxuan man, but even a Naxuan strongman did not dare to resist under the shadow of the Chen family.
"You don't dare to provoke the Chen family, but you dare to provoke me?"
Ling Feng sneered and said, a long sword appeared in his hand, and three thousand rays of cold light struck the fat shopkeeper like blood. The fat shopkeeper was also very powerful. His two fat hands were like the scorching sun, and the flames splashed away and blocked countless sword energy.
The two fought all the way from the inn to the street, and pedestrians gave way. When they saw Ling Feng and the fat shopkeeper who were wrapped in flames, they were all surprised. Ling Feng also just today received news from the auction of Linglong Pharmacy that he
He was already a Naxuan, but many of the people who fought against Ling Feng also knew him, so they obviously didn't expect that a master of Naxuan would actually become an innkeeper.
"The blazing sun floats in the sky!"
The fat shopkeeper's hands were as bright as two suns. Ling Feng squinted his eyes, and golden light appeared in his pupils. At the same time, a layer of golden light shrouded his body, and he no longer felt pain when the flames burned his body.
Two balls of light shot out from the hands of the fat shopkeeper. Ling Feng slashed with his sword, but the blade melted into molten iron and dripped on the ground. This is the real Naxuan, Xuanqi can be turned into substance.
"Tianxuan Sword!"
A long sword suddenly appeared in Ling Feng's hand and struck the fat shopkeeper in the head. The fat shopkeeper felt as if a mountain was coming from above his head, and the heavy air wave oppressed him and his breath was stagnant.